Shhh
What's that I hear?
Voices
Muffled voices speaking
I strain my ears
Can't quite make out
what they say
Are they
speaking to me
Shhh
What's that I hear?
Music
Muted music
Who turned on the radio?
It is dark
I strain my ears
Everyone is asleep
Shhh
What's that I hear?
Footsteps
Scuffles of footsteps
Are they coming for me?
What will they do?
I strain my eyes
Whose blue pills
are those for?
Shhh
What's that I hear?
Silence
Quiet
Padded floor
Padded walls
My white jacket
nice and straight
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Shhh | Celeste Johnson
Posted by I Love Food at 2:41 PM
Labels: CJ, crazy person, poem
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